The other night at the bar, instead of saying 'hello' or something of that nature, these two dickheads approached and greeted each other in a way that suggested social media might actually encourage real-world social interaction.

This is some life you've got.

When you're growing up, hardly anyone dreams of being a mediocre illustrator, but that's what I turned out to be. Also as it turns out, there's only so many times you can do an illustration featuring a person sitting at a computer with, literally, a question mark floating above their head and a puzzled look on their racially non-specific face before you want to kill yourself.

So I started creating more personal work in the hope of making something great before I die. Some days are certainly better than others, that's for sure.